Just in case I haven't mentioned it (which I'm almost certain I have), the weights I got to work out with are a little too close together for my ginormous mitts, and they rub against the edges of my hand, rubbing them raw, or worse. So I'm using bands for now. I really want to save up for the selectech ones I mentioned before. Just the 552 ones. I figure that being able to curl 52lbs would be a damn good ways along into being rather strong. I'm not really feeling being "outright freakish" you know? (I would apologize to all those people curling 90lbs, but... seriously guys... in what situation is that necessary?)
Oh man, I sleep so well after an evening of working out like this. The problem is... I really want to sleep even more after working out like this... heh.
Well, on a work related note. I apparently did well enough last year that I was rewarded with an extra day off. That's pretty cool. It'll be there waiting when I reward myself for surviving P90x or something? Right? On another work related note. My goals for next year have been shifted in such a way that I fear what will be expected of me. There has been some shifting in the office, and now I'm going to do two different kinds of work, instead of specializing in one. That kind of terrifies me. It also doesn't help that another guy in my office (who was the one that started this kind of dual work like I'm doing now) did it for a very short time before he jumped ship (and never looked back, and I'm rather jealous of the position he has now, but oh well). The sad part is, I feel a deep loyalty to the people in my office... definitely not to my employer, they don't have much loyalty to return, but those that I directly work with are supportive of me, and I work really hard to be supportive as well.
Okay, that was unnecessary, I realize this, but... there we are.
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